When I volunteered at the local SPCA, a feral cat as brougt n; he had been blind since birth but somehow lived about a year in a feral colony. No ne could figure out how he survived unless other cats brought him food. He could at least see shadows but it was assumed he was too sight-impaired to hunt for himself. He was adopted.

Our Tilly was a twisty cat (born with radial agenesis) and it didn't slow her down at all. She could easily get up on chairs, the couch, beds and get up the stairs to the bedrooms faster than me. There's a picture of her in my profile. My son called her "our little cabbit", not only because of her resemblance to a rabbit when she stood up on her hind legs, but her hopping gait.

Lee451:When I volunteered at the local SPCA, a feral cat as brougt n; he had been blind since birth but somehow lived about a year in a feral colony. No ne could figure out how he survived unless other cats brought him food. He could at least see shadows but it was assumed he was too sight-impaired to hunt for himself. He was adopted.

My namesake, Vincent, is a native Filipino-breed dog who grew up on the streets. When he was still a puppy some asshole thought it would be fun to shoot him with a high-powered pellet rifle. The pellet became lodged in Vincent's spine (which later grew around the pellet) pincging his nerves and paralyzing his hind legs. He can actually move them a bit, but he has no control.

To top things off, while crawling around on the street he ended up getting hit by a car. No serious damage, thank God, just cuts and scrapes. Thet did end up getting infected though.

Long story short: my wife and some other ladies rescued him, got him to a good veterinarian, we adopted him, and now he's my dog! He even has a wheelchair like #1's.

vinniethepoo:My namesake, Vincent, is a native Filipino-breed dog who grew up on the streets. When he was still a puppy some asshole thought it would be fun to shoot him with a high-powered pellet rifle. The pellet became lodged in Vincent's spine (which later grew around the pellet) pincging his nerves and paralyzing his hind legs. He can actually move them a bit, but he has no control.

To top things off, while crawling around on the street he ended up getting hit by a car. No serious damage, thank God, just cuts and scrapes. Thet did end up getting infected though.

Long story short: my wife and some other ladies rescued him, got him to a good veterinarian, we adopted him, and now he's my dog! He even has a wheelchair like #1's.

As Ive posted before, my blind basset hound nearly died about two years ago when two infected glands on her abdomen ruptured. I carried her into the vet, blood all over my shirt, begging them to save my dog. They did. A few months after that her right eye succumbed to glaucoma; now both are removed. She is blind and has a nasty scar on her belly, but damnit, she is my babygirl. She moves around and has as much love for life, if not more, than before she lost her eyesight. She is my hero, and people who think that I should've put her down, when she was bleeding from the ruptures can kiss my grits.

Anastacya:As Ive posted before, my blind basset hound nearly died about two years ago when two infected glands on her abdomen ruptured. I carried her into the vet, blood all over my shirt, begging them to save my dog. They did. A few months after that her right eye succumbed to glaucoma; now both are removed. She is blind and has a nasty scar on her belly, but damnit, she is my babygirl. She moves around and has as much love for life, if not more, than before she lost her eyesight. She is my hero, and people who think that I should've put her down, when she was bleeding from the ruptures can kiss my grits.

Boy good thing you kept her suffering to prevent yourself pain. You are a sweetheart.

Anastacya:As Ive posted before, my blind basset hound nearly died about two years ago when two infected glands on her abdomen ruptured. I carried her into the vet, blood all over my shirt, begging them to save my dog. They did. A few months after that her right eye succumbed to glaucoma; now both are removed. She is blind and has a nasty scar on her belly, but damnit, she is my babygirl. She moves around and has as much love for life, if not more, than before she lost her eyesight. She is my hero, and people who think that I should've put her down, when she was bleeding from the ruptures can kiss my grits.

The other day I was walking up a road and I saw a cat running down, he stopped, looked back, then another cat with 3 legs caught up, and the first cat ran off down the road a bit farther, stopped, turned and waited for the 3 legged cat to catch up, ran off, stopped, waited, and so on. It was so adorable I wanted to go "Awww" and hug them, but then I realised I was in public, so i walked past them without stopping, lest anyone think I have a heart. It was like 2 excited kids, and a big brother looking out for his asthmatic younger brother.

Lee451:When I volunteered at the local SPCA, a feral cat as brougt n; he had been blind since birth but somehow lived about a year in a feral colony. No ne could figure out how he survived unless other cats brought him food. He could at least see shadows but it was assumed he was too sight-impaired to hunt for himself. He was adopted.

My barn kitty had one kitten with crossed eyes. Forrest cannot hunt but her mom brings her mice, snakes and lizzirds. She it teaching her to hunt but it's been three years now and I don't think she will ever learn. Forrest had a kitten with poor vision who lives in the house. He cannot hunt like a normal cat but has learned that the live trap is a way to catch mice.

A travelling salesman drove past a farm one day and noticed a pig with no back legs. He was curious so he stopped and knocked at the door to ask the farmer about it. The farmer told him, "Well, that's the greatest pig alive. About a month ago, he saved my wife and kids and me from our burning house by waking us up in the middle of the night just in time to escape without any harm!"

The salesman continued to prod the farmer about the pig's having no back legs. "Well," the farmer replied, "this pig is just like one of the family. He's a really great pig. A couple of weeks ago, our youngest boy fell in the creek, and this truly wonderful pig fished him out just in time to save him from drowning! He's one really great pig!"

The salesman, starting to lose his patience, again inquired about pig's lack of legs, to which the farmer replied, "Last week, I fell off my horse and my foot got caught up in the stirrup. This great pig ran along side of the horse and me and untangled me and truly saved my life. What a great pig - the greatest pig in the world!!"

Losing his patience, the salesman finally shouted, "All right already, That's enough! He's a really great pig - a REALLY great pig! But what about his legs?!"

To which the farmer replied, "Well now, a great pig like that - you don't eat him all at once!"

We have a deaf dog. She's a real sweetie, loves to play and just jumps up next to you on the couch and lays her head on your lap. She also understands that scratching at something will get our attention, even if she doesn't get why. Disabled animals are really great companions.

It's not that animals don't give a fark, they simply can't. An animal does not have the cognative capability to understand it is disabled. That's why a 3 legged dog looks so stupid when it runs. It think it is running on all legs, that's why they have that dip when they get to the missing leg. It just thinks for some reason it is tripping (every time) and corrects with the other legs. And then you have the little carts they make for animals. As far as they know, their back legs are going. I don't know why people prolong the suffering of a non-perfect animal. It's cruel to let these creatures think they can live normal lives when they obviously cannot.

The fainting goats and fainting cats don't really have any actual disabilities... In the case of the goats, they just naturally freeze up and fall over when freaked out... In the case of the cats, I imagine they're just doing the standard cat "plot down in front of the human forcing them to stop and pet me" move...

RobSeace:The fainting goats and fainting cats don't really have any actual disabilities... In the case of the goats, they just naturally freeze up and fall over when freaked out... In the case of the cats, I imagine they're just doing the standard cat "plot down in front of the human forcing them to stop and pet me" move...

Also, this looks like a new wharrgarbl image:

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Was just reading TFA with my GF and she pointed out what you've said (she's far more sciency than I). Still, it's funny as hell to watch.

And I agree that the retired police dog is the new standard for whargarble pics.